This is the infamous Hairy Medicinewolf,” Sally said.“Who?” questioned Wendy.“That guy,” sated Sally. She not only pointed at me ... she thu...mped me in the chest.“OW,” I said.“No,” said Wendy. “That’s my husband, David.” She thumped me in the shoulder. “Who is Harry Medicinewolf?”Karen wound up ... I stepped back ... Karen is a smith. I know better than to stand up to her thumps.She turned her worst into a pointed finger... “It was wasn’t it,” Karen said ... disappointedly. She’d like nothing. Dad noticed the change in mom too so I had to be a lot more careful.Then one dad I caught dad fucking Ashley in the barn and it sure wasn’t their first time either. No wonder dad hadn’t fucked mom in over a year. It was about that time that dad started paying more attention to my sister. Apparently dad didn’t have the same hang-ups about sex that mom had. Well he was brought up Methodist if that mattered any. No matter what, it was still incest just like what mom and I were doing but dad was. Aur didi ka bed window ke paas tha aur wo bhi bheeg gya tha jab hum pure bheege hue the aur humare paas koi change krne ke lie koi aur kapde nhi the maine didi sek aha ki didi aap ko sardi lug jaygi aap change kr lo br Didi change kahan se karu mare tho saare kapde gile hoo gye hainMain- aap ek kaam karo mere bed ke bed sheet le lo aur isshe lappet lo mera bed kone main tha aur wo bach gya tha. Didi nhi main thik hoo. Maine jyada req kit hi didi maan gyi thi aur us ne kapde nikal dia aur bed. ” “Thank you. I was thinking we’d go for a walk, you game?” “Sure, let’s go.” We exit her house through the back yard and beyond it, a small iron gate. Walking for a mile or two, following a small river, you would hardly believe we just came from the city. It’s peaceful and with Nancy walking next to me, an exciting joy at the same time. We get to a small river inlet; she walks in front of me to a large tree. “I come here often to read, sit down.” I sit at the base of the tree; she sits down in.